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The Club is open, yoga is on and the garden is busy. Sort of …

The Club is open, yoga is on and the garden is busy. Sort of …

It’s been a weird few months hasn’t it?  And we’re never going back to the way it was, are we?  Too many thoughts have helped us all see the world a little differently and Covid-19 will be here for a while.  But we can still live!

On Monday 11 May there will be a partial lifting of lock-down guidelines and you can read about that here.  The Nature Club can have a partial opening.  That’s good because nature is a complimentary therapy for  mental and physical health, so join The Club!  May is a beautiful time to walk the river.  Bluebells are fragrant, rhododendrons are boomin’ and the brambles haven’t yet taken over.  We started to look at mowing the path (video), but after cutting some branches across the way we decided that it didn’t need it yet and just drove home.  Please drop a line if you’re planning a visit as we want to help maintain social distancing while uncertainties linger.  We’re also looking at gatherings in The Tent, but want to keep numbers under control. There’s plenty of space to have a yoga session for a dozen people, but a full-on concert would be asking for trouble!

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What’s up this new year …

Kung hei fat choi! This traditional Cantonese greeting means “May you have great wealth!” and is expressed at Chinese new year often followed by Lai see dow loi, meaning “Give me me lucky money” ;-). 

There are many new years celebrated around the world starting from October (eg Divali in India) to the ancient Babylonian new year, Akitu, celebrated at the first new moon after the spring equinox (i.e. around March).  Our focus is usually on the solstice, but, hey, any excuse for a gathering of fun is welcome 😉 .

Here’s a quick round-up at the beginning of this solar cycle …

Thank you to everyone who joined our Walk in the Woods on 29 December.  Niall, generous as ever, lifted our spirits with a shot of whiskey to toast the new year!  Then, Richard and Jaspar, who had spent the previous day hacking at the brambles, led us all through the woods.  It was a glorious day as the lovely photos from Milena on facebook show.

in the meantime, here are a few of our snaps scratched from a video
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Marching past paradise

The following piece comes from Media Lens. It combines the magic of legends with the reality of today. Perhaps it will help you look up from the rush to decadence and notice the paradise you can enjoy. To get a glimpse of paradise visit Ballin Temple where the air is fresh, the water clean and the people lend a hand …

This is most of David Edwards’ Cogitation: Imperial Ambition – Expanding Selves, Shrinking Planet. Enjoy!

Meeting With A Mystic Madman

The great emperor Bahramshah, the Sultan of Ghazna, was moving with his army to conquer India; at his side, Hakim Sanai, the renowned court poet. The army was in a hurry, as armies always are – the time was right, but short, for conquest.

And yet, at some strange moment, riding past a great walled garden, or ‘firdaus’ (the origin of the word ‘paradise’), something happened: the Sultan stopped. It was impossible to do otherwise. The Indian mystic and master story-teller Osho takes up the tale:

‘The sound of singing coming from the garden caught the Sultan’s attention. He was a lover of music, but he had never heard something like this. He had great musicians in his court and great singers and dancers, but nothing to be compared with this. The sound of singing and the music and the dance – he had only heard it from outside, but he had to order the army to stop.

‘It was so ecstatic. The very sound of the dance and the music and the singing was psychedelic, as if wine was pouring into him: the Sultan became drunk. The phenomenon appeared not to be of this world. Something of the beyond was certainly in it: something of the sky trying to reach the earth, something from the unknown trying to commune with the known. He had to stop to listen to it.’ (‘Unio Mystica, Volume 1, Discourses on the Sufi Mystic, Hakim Sanai,’ talks given from 01/11/78 to 10/11/78)

We can imagine the scene: the enchanted emperor, his impatient army stretching back as far as the eye can see. Throughout history, it has always been the same story – huge effort expended on a cause that, at the time, seemed so vital, so just, worth any cost.

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